not for this

a sour snap of memory
can murder a moment,
every moment.
I was not made for this.
You were not made for this.
shame can sham a life,
the serpent's sap.
I was not made for this.
You were not made for this.

but joy,
joy jambles up like strawberry jam,
like jolly rivers a jumping.
I was made for this.
You were made for this.

thrill is a bad pill,
a muddy medicine.

but joy.
we cannot do without joy.

I was made for this.
You were made for this